There is something in the water below
That I can't see
It is there where it's dark
Staring up at me

From that pitch-black hole
At the ground of the well
Waiting for something
But what it's waiting for is hard to tell

It whistles a melody at day
And at night
It's a common lonely tune
Though something about it isn't right

When you listen to it closely
There is an eerieness
A hollow...